accomodated

Sunday night, after the weekend crew had started their journey back to Vancouver, Dave, Thomas, and I began a separate journey exploring a part of the Stein none of us had previously explored. We wound our way up a lovely trail through the woods with all the majesty one might hope for from a forest walk.

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The grade was enough to warrant plentiful breaks which, in turn, afforded great opportunities for parables and rants.

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We switch-backed onward into the hills, gaining 650 m over 6.5 km.

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We eventually plateaued in a wonderful space with uncounted wonders and under-experienced beauty.

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We quickly discovered an amazing array of curiosities, some of which were bewildering and some of which led us to question the bringing of a tent.

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After a time Dave reappeared and lets us know there is a sight we really need to check out for ourselves. Words don’t quite cut it.

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We definitely don’t need the tent tonight.

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Inside it has two wood stoves and sleeping space for four full sized humans, one medium sized human, and one small sized human.

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It was to be a comfy night. But first we had to deal with a few days of sweat and chafe. Fortunately there is a beach nearby.

wpid-img_20140622_193953.jpgUnfortunately the water is colder than a bastard. I was pretty sure I wanted to go all the way in regardless and Dave wanted to go in waist deep. By the time I had given my undercarriage some glacial-melt attention the degree of cold was causing an exhilaration that did not require perpetuation through greater submersion so I escaped after about belly button depth. Dave lost some footing and fell — almost all the way in — but caught himself mid chest. The real trooper was Thomas who decided to have an “ice bath”. Maniac.

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I put on more wool and found other ways to warm up. This is officially a photo of some other place with a delightful fire for warming up Sunday night. Officially not inside the a park. Officially I found this photo on a google image search.

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Delighted and refreshed we were a bit bouncy in the morning during the hike out.

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When we returned to the car I thought my hiking shorts smelled pretty rank, but as desperate as I may have been to move out of them, a new tenant had already moved in. I’m not entirely sure how long we cohabited, but it seems to have been a friendly enough sharing of my shorts.

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If you want to know more about where this cabin is or how to find it, drop me a line and I’m happy to point you at a map!

 

 

 

 

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